Three of the four others were only remnants of who they were, having lost their lives to save humanity. in unison they spoke, "she is but one of the four remnants of yuki, she is but a mere fragment of her true power.
Betrayal, Bunny, Character Development, Sci-Fi, Sorrow, War, suffering, survival
The basilisk's gaze turned to the planet below as the last remnants of her suit abraded into atmosphere; her recollection of the approaching coastline's pizza was fond, and she hoped the lack of pants wouldn't interfere with buying a slice.
Microfiction, Sci-Fi, basilisk
As she sighed and shook her head, ears drooping somewhat in dismay, she noticed what looked like remnant imprints of heavy traffic.
Fiction, Lore, Sci-Fi
The fatter wolf was still eating his fill though, the remnants of a cow carcass sitting out behind the building for the pair to pick through.
Fat, Feral, Obese, Wolf, overeating
~ it was as the scattered remnants of a promising meal settled into their motionless destinations that the words finally escaped the badger's lips, as one hastily woven declaration; "grfn'hgr'ckl..."
Badger, Tragedy, sandwich
Lips
bitter tears are streaming down my cheeks again
staining my yearning flesh with bruised heartache
and filling my dreams with tarnished memories of then
you were once my whole world
now you are the crumbled ruins of my universe
lying in tattered remnants
First Person, Poem
Was it biding its time, waiting to devour the last remnants of the world of which he and the others were the only remnants? would anyone remember him once he was gone?
"no!" the wolf cried out and tried to run through them.
Big Bad Wolf, Faerie tales, Hallowe'en, Halloween, Horror, Night, Nursery rhymes, Pig, Scary story, Short Story, Unknown, Wolf, attic, darkness, goose, lights, terror
Collecting my thoughts and pushing my mind past the ugly remnants, i reached my vault.
Death, Greed, money, murder
The silver motel turns red and i wake with a gasp still feeling the feeding remnants of the sword in my hand and on my lap.
as always, i never wake for real. the bedroom of distant memory of someplace i slept years ago.
Clean, No-Yiff, Poem